How I forgot about this for a day, i have no idea
At the checkout at Harris Teeter last night, the middle-aged,
heavily-made-up cashier was scanning my items, including some dark
chocolate truffles (buying myself valentine's day candy . . . a little
sad, i know, but worth it). Here's where the run-of-the-mill
sunday turns blog-worthy. As she's scanning my chocolate, she
says this: "Ooh! I love dark chocolate, but my boyfriend likes white chocolate. It's funny because he's black, and I'm white."
AWKWARD!
AWKWARD!